It takes even more confidence to leave them on.

Nope. Just spousicide,

Because 1 more would be "too square".

I remember my dad driving us up to the Bronx Zoo in the late 70s and as we glided along the elevated expressway over the South Bronx you could see row after row of burned out tenements and stripped cars. It was like touring Berlin circa 1946.

But how tough can you be if you can be thwarted by an invisible wall?

Ah, here it is! I was going to say the same thing. Loved the goofy charms of the first season of Sleepy Hollow but that kind of magic was apparently unsustainable.

I gave up on 3 pretty early and I keep trying to force myself back to finish the damn trilogy. But stuff like this does not make me enthused.

Are you kidding me? Side 4 is where Reed finally ties all the disparate themes of the first three sides, specifically the platonic ideals of Metal, Machine and "music" into a unified whole and melds it all into a unruly bundle of aggressive noise that signifies the…

Ditto to all that!

In truth, so would I.

Indeed. I said "good" not "very good"

You can have the waitress shoot up the cinema for you but you have to order that in advance.

I fire wads of raw cookie dough into my mouth with a shotgun, because America.

I knew Hanks was destined for great things when I realized that he and he alone turned a turd like Bachelor Party into a somewhat enjoyable comedy.

As an old person (50), I can attest that those of us who watched the show unfold in real time always think of him as Reverend Jim

Pick any movie he showed up in in the early 80s and that's a given

No. They'll just do another origin story and I don't need to see yet another movie about a young weed dealer bitten by a radioactive smart-ass.

I think you're confusing Ms Watts for Maria Bello

It's a life-time average type of thing. Murray has such a stellar run for so many years that he is still drawing from a deep reservoir of good will, despite a lot of recent crap. As opposed to someone like Tim Burton blew through his in about 12 years.

An Inchon? Oh, that's what you get when you think your dick looks too small in the mirror so you stretch it a little.